A/N: This is my first story. The first few chapters may be a little late because I still need to figure out how to post on The story is about what life would be like if Voldemort didn't exist. Harry's parents would be alive and he would have siblings. This is sort of a prologue to set the mood of the story. Please read and review!

Forevermore

Prologue- Double Trouble

It was all quiet in the small neighborhood of Godric's Hollow until the loud pounding of footsteps rang through the streets.

Whoosh!

A red and green streak whizzed through the street and around the cul-de-sac, a black and blue streak not far behind. Laughter rang through the once silent area. The black streak was gaining on the red one. In a sudden burst of speed, the black streak passed the red streak, taking the lead.

Their destination was the big oak tree in the back of #10's property. It stood proud, its leaves luscious, green and slightly damp form the previous night's rain. A seemingly small tree house, roughly built, could barely be seen hidden in the oak's leaves and branches. The tree was big, but only half the size of the house across the small lake. The house was a mansion but it was old, passed down from generation to generation.

The black streak was almost at the tree. It had turned into the gate of #10 and had already turned around the house and into the backyard. The streak had just passed the lake when the red streak suddenly quickened its pace and ended up right next to its competition. The oak tree was less than 2 feet away when a hand reached out from the black streak and touched the trunk of the tree.

"I WON!" The streaks had slowed down to reveal the shapes of two teenagers, around the age of 16. One of them, a boy, was jumping up and down in triumph, his messy black hair getting even messier and his emerald green eyes sparkling with happiness. The other, a girl, was rolling her hazel eyes, her fiery red hair slightly messy from the wind, and sticking her tongue out at the boy in a immature way.

"Oh, shut up. You don't have to rub it in. And be quiet, you'll wake up mom and dad. Mom has a lot of cooking to do tonight for the Friday dinners. You don't want her to be stressed, do you, Harry? You know what she's like when she's stressed." Harry shut his mouth and stopped jumping up and down and they both shuddered at the thought of their stressed mother.

Despite of the previous night's rain, the weather outside was really hot, reaching almost 95˚F. The girl was already sweating like crazy, her green tank top sticking to her skin. She desperately tried to fan herself with her hands, but failing. Harry's blue t-shirt was also sticking to him. He opened a water bottle sitting by the tree, leaned forward, and dumped its contents over his head, trying not to soak his clothes.

"Damn it," the he swore as the water soaked his t-shirt anyway. "I was hoping that wouldn't happen"

The girl burst out laughing. Annoyed, Harry glared at his sister. "Shut up, Kate"

The girl continued laughing but stopped when Harry dumped the rest of the water bottle onto her head. Kate's eyes got wide and she gasped. Harry started laughing. Kate narrowed her eyes, smiled mischievously, stepped closer to her brother and pushed him into the lake. She tried not to laugh, but failed miserably. Harry's head popped out from the lake, his wet hair sticking to his face. Kate started laughing harder.

Harry smiled a mischievous smile that looked exactly like Kate's and swam over to where Kate was standing on the shore. He held his hand out for Kate to pull. Taking sympathy on her brother, Kate grabbed his hand, not expecting Harry to pull her into the lake. She screamed as her head went underwater. A few seconds later, Harry was jerked underwater; Kate had pulled his ankle. They both surfaced a few moments later, laughing and splashing each other, not knowing they were making a lot of noise.

The sliding door leading to the house's kitchen slid open and out stepped a fuming 12-year old girl. She walked over to the lake and screamed at the top of her lungs. The two in the water stopped splashing each other and stared at their sister. Kate was the first one to speak.

"What's wrong, Megan?" The girl, Megan, gave a death glare to her two older siblings.

"What's wrong, WHAT'S WRONG? I was up in my room, sleeping peacefully at 6:00 IN THE MORNING when I was woken up by the two almighty Potter twins making hell of a lot of noise, bloody screaming and laughing. God, are you two gonna get it from mom when she wakes up!" Megan stalked off, leaving two dumbstruck teens. They quickly got out of the water and into the house. They were creeping quietly, trying not to wake up their parents, up the stairs, when they heard a voice behind them.

"Katherine Lily Potter! Harold James Potter! Where do you think you're going?" Gulping, the twins turned around and faced their pissed off mother.

A/N: Sorry it was so short. I wanted to introduce the twins, who are the main characters in this story. I thought the part with Megan was a little poorly written. PLEASE R&R!